Early the next morning, after Teacher Dachun opened his eyes, he still felt unusually tired.
Of course nothing happened, but Teacher Dachun still felt that his spirit was weak.
This may be because he was subjected to an extreme degree...
Should I say it was shocking?
Or something else?
Anyway, I feel so tired...
The waist also looks like there are lingering fears...
"Xiao He'er, do you feel comfortable living here?"
At the breakfast table, Teacher Dachun looked at the advocate of traditionalist cigarettes - King Furong... Xu He with dark circles under his eyes.
Well, cigars seem to have nothing to do with King Furong. Teacher Dachun expressed doubts about this - why does this damn Tang's private gold mining service have such a thing as cigars, but not cigarettes?
"Well, thank you Brother Chun, and Dad Kenchi."
"And Brother Lun, thank you for guiding me in my practice yesterday."
As a little-known former member of the royal family, Xu He behaved very politely.
"It's not easy..."
Kelan covered his eyes and trembled all over, his voice filled with tears.
"Have I finally become a brother after being called Xiao Lunzi for almost ten years...?"
"By the way, Xiao He'er, let me change your name."
Rubbing his temples, Teacher Dachun felt that he might not be able to get rid of the pain in his head these days.
Because at the end of the long table, the woman who suddenly appeared and pinned him to the bed last night was showing off her noodles crazily with her eyes closed, not daring to look at him.
Old Kenqi looked at Ding Chun with a thoughtful expression, and then at the actual owner of the house.
"I'm stuffed!"
Xiao Zhao finished the noodles and ran away.
Teacher Dachun shook his head.
No, I still have to find a chance to talk to this silly dog...at least I have to find a way to take the initiative, right?
Otherwise, he would be pressed to the bed or pressed to the wall every day, and it would be impossible to live this life.
"Change your name...?——!"
Xu He was stunned for a moment, then his eyes widened and he stood up suddenly, even his chair was knocked over.
"What's wrong, Xiao He'er?"
Kelun blinked, looked at Xu He, and then at his brother Chun.
"Brother Chun, you——"
Xu He's body fell into uncontrollable trembling, and he looked at Ding Chun in surprise.
"Calm down and don't be impatient, Xiao He'er."
Teacher Da Chun put on a posture like Ikari Gendo, but unfortunately he didn't wear glasses, so he could only use the dark circles under his eyes to make up for it.
"A new name also means a new life, doesn't it?"
Teacher Dachun's smile should be very kind, and he really wants to try his best to create a kind temperament for himself.
But the dark circles under his eyes made him look sinister and ruthless.
It is easy to think of a strange creature that is not very popular.
Conspirator.
...
Teacher Dachun called Xu He into his room alone.
"...Brother Chun, you are, how do you know?"
Xu Heping usually looks simple and honest, but as a former member of the royal family, even a child can be somewhat scheming.
He looked at Ding Chun and had regained his composure.
Because he wanted to understand one thing - if Ding Chun really wanted to harm him, he could do it from Tianhun Town, instead of bringing him to his residence in Xingluo Capital City.
"There are not many people with your skin color in this world, but as far as I know there is only one that is famous."
Teacher Dajun spread a piece of paper on his desk and began to draw a picture of Uncle Bakuzan who had provided him with the 108th level of divine pressure.
I have to say that Teacher Dachun’s painting skills are quite good.
"The eighth child of the former Sun and Moon Emperor, Xu He, also has the right name."
While painting, Teacher Dachun looked back at Xu He.
Xu He only felt a bone-chilling chill envelope him.
"You--you knew it from the beginning!?"
"what you up to?"
"I will help you get revenge. I can help you if you want to regain the throne. Before that, you have to help me."
"It's that simple."
"Master Zhao and I have formed a small group of people in this courtyard. We don't intend to do nothing. You can provide support for our activities."
Teacher Dachun looked at Xu He with a smile.
"How about it? It's a good deal, right?"
Xu He felt as if he had no choice.
"...What are you going to do?"
Xu He pursed his lips and looked at Ding Chun's side face with a complicated expression.
"Well...this question may be a little complicated."
After saying that, Teacher Dachun raised his head and smiled.
"Ke Lun, that kid, ruined evil soul masters when he was young, so his goal is to eliminate all evil soul masters."
"Master Zhao is a lazy dog, but in order to really be a lazy dog, she is willing to become diligent."
"As for me--"
"I just want to live a quiet life that occasionally allows me to go on adventures and stuff, that's pretty much it."
"It's just that in the process, you may have to go through a lot of...big things."
"Such as restoring an empire that has been destroyed for thousands of years?"
Saying that, Teacher Dachun shrugged.
Restore the empire that has been destroyed for thousands of years...Tian Dou! ?
Xu He's eyes widened.
Doesn't this mean...
He lowered his head and pondered.
After a long time, he raised his head and looked at Ding Chun.
"So what new name should I choose?"
Xu He chose revenge.
He could not forget the unforgettable fear. His father and sisters all died overnight, and he must take revenge.
No expense is spared for this.
"Hmm...how about He Furong?"
Teacher Dachun gave valuable opinions.
Xu He:...?
"......What the hell?"
"It's nothing, I'll think about it again." Teacher Dachun waved his hand, it sounded like a girl's name.
"Let's call him He Tianxia, a high-end one."
Teacher Dachun gave a thumbs up.
"......good."
He Tianxia nodded and accepted his new name.
"I will help cover up your true identity. You don't go out much. The resources for cultivation and the research on soul guidance devices are provided at home. You can just ask dad about this. Dad is usually in charge of this."
"There is also a second martial spirit. If you can't use it, don't use it."
Xu He was not surprised that Teacher Dachun knew that he had a second martial spirit and nodded.
"Well, I understand, thank you, Brother Chun."
"Okay, go practice. Get to level 20 as soon as possible. I will take you to get the soul ring."
Teacher Dachun finished drawing the exquisite portrait of Master Bakuzan, put it in the photo frame, placed it next to the five heroic spirits in front of him, admired it with his arms crossed, and then nodded with satisfaction.
It feels like my room can almost be called the Hall of Valor.
However, as for which aspect of the Hall of Valor...this is a matter of opinion.
Xu He went to practice, but Master Zhao was nowhere to be seen. Teacher Dachun thought for a moment.
Oh, right.
Time to try that weirdo cell.
